My One and Only

Love sucks. It feels like another world, or a fantasy land. It's a luxury that you can afford, but sometimes it's so hard to keep. Even though you try, you can never seem to hold on to it. You ask yourself "what if I would've done this or that?" But there's really no answer to those questions. Love feels like a battle wound. It tears your heart to pieces and never revives it. That's how I feel without louis. I don't have him anymore. He cant tell me that "everything will be alright harry, trust me." To me, our break up feels like it was my fault. That I caused it. And I hate myself for it. Absolutely hate myself. But I hope, I really do hope that maybe this will Take a turn for the best, and that things will change.